Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

Ji Heng just wanted to tell Yan Tong the truth he wanted to know, so that he would not mess around in such a place where people might pass by at any time, but he did not expect to provoke Yan Tong instead.

The moisture on his lips made him subconsciously stick out the tip of his tongue and lick it. Before he could taste the taste, he felt Yan Tong lick his palm.

There was a sharp itch, and he immediately let go as if fleeing.

Before he had time to say anything, Yan Tong gave another enthusiastic and excited kiss. This kiss was long, full of preciousness, and warm, as if pouring out his heart for a century.

Most of the time, Ji Heng was dull and almost numb, but at this time he was very keenly aware of Yan Tong's emotional changes. The hands that were about to push him away changed direction and gently wrapped around his neck, stroking him gently. The back of his neck is like comforting a helpless child who has broken a vase.

Ji Heng's words set off waves in Yan Tong's heart.

He originally thought that it would be impossible for him to know who saved him in his infancy, but now he has not only found this person, but this person is also the master he has always admired.

He is like a child who has just entered the world, facing such kindness and sweetness, he seems a little at a loss and flustered, so he can only express his excitement with passionate and eager kisses.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly woke up in the darkness of the prehistoric millennium, and clearly saw the hole in his heart.

The dark and corrupt past turned into pus and blood flowing out of his body, and then a beam of light named "Ji Heng" came in.

He slowly came to his senses from this sweet and poisonous surprise, thinking in a trance like a waif who suddenly got a whole room of candies.

Really brought him into this world, witnessed the mountains and shallow streams, knew the joys and sorrows, and finally accepted him gently.

It's not You Ling, nor Yan Ting, it's not a conspiracy, and it's not the status above ten thousand people.

It was Ji Heng.

What Ji Heng gave him was a little light in the mud of the abyss, a light that could shake the prehistoric world.

Because Ji Heng didn't stop the overly excited Yan Tong, Yan Tong quickly got his hands on him, and he put his clothes under Ji Heng's body.

Ji Heng suddenly felt cold, and couldn't help but shudder.

Yan Tong leaned over to hug him, and thought of something for a moment, then suddenly reversed, and Ji Heng changed from being below to above.

Ji Heng looked at him a little helplessly: "You..."

Yan Tong's eyes were red, and he looked aggrieved and pitiful. He reached out and touched Mo Jiheng's cheek, and said with pity: "Master, come here."

He could actually feel that Ji Heng was still a little scared. Yan Tong thought quite shamelessly that his master had been abstinent for a hundred years, and he was too excited when they first met, so it was inevitable that Ji Heng would be a little shadowed.

Of course he is very happy to possess and embrace his master, who he has longed for for more than 100 years.

But when Ji Heng said that the ray of immortal soul in his body belonged to him, Yan Tong suddenly wanted Ji Heng to possess and embrace him.

His master is powerful, abstinent, seductive and unaware of how many infatuated things he has done in the past hundred years.

Such a person, he suddenly couldn't bear to let him fall for others.

Even if this person is himself, he still feels sorry for his master.

Hearing this, Ji Heng was stunned for a moment, then his face was blank for a moment, seeing Yan Tong's "heroic sacrifice" expression, he blinked suddenly, and then leaned over in this posture.

Yan Tong thought everything in his mind, and tried his best to persuade himself to be prepared, but the moment Ji Heng was short, his face turned pale with fright.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just...it may take time.

Here, cold sweat was coming down his forehead, but everything he expected did not come, Ji Heng leaned over and lowered his head...

Yan Tong grabbed the grass in front of him suddenly, and let out a muffled snort. From the corner of his eyes, he could see Ji Heng's slightly trembling shoulders.

He was instantly angry and funny.

With the heart of going all out, he planned to have his master come back, but Ji Heng...

He endured the burst of excitement that was about to take him to the sky and pulled Ji Heng up. Ji Heng's complexion was not very good. It seemed that the "unauthorized action" just tortured himself enough, Yan Tong was funny and Caressing his lips pitifully, asked him hoarsely: "Don't you want to try?"

Now that Ji Heng has done this, Yan Tong naturally does not intend to make any more "heroic sacrifices".

He didn't think about what Ji Heng could answer when he asked this question, so before he could answer, he hugged him and turned over again, and gently put Ji Heng back on the grass.

But I didn't expect that Ji Heng's face was red, and his eyes were also red. After dodging awkwardly for a while, he looked at Yan Tong, as if he mustered up a lot of courage, and he could only hear it clearly when Yan Tong was pressed against his lips. The voice said: "I'm very slow...but when we are together, I can feel your excitement, and I can understand what you mean by liking, so...you come."

Yan Tong digested his self-taught understanding, and probably understood that the "excitement" Ji Heng said and the excitement he thought should mean the same thing.

This was something Yan Tong never thought of. He was a little overwhelmed with surprise, and his eyes lit up: "Master, you mean...you like me treating you like that?"

Amidst Yan Tong's heartbeat getting faster and faster, Ji Heng nodded almost invisible, then lowered his eyelids and pursed his mouth, refusing to speak.

Yan Tong was so excited that he couldn't find Bei, and the fire in his body became more and more intense.

He leaned over and kissed Ji Heng again.

……

……

Yan Tong tidied up Ji Heng contentedly, and then dressed him. If he could see his current appearance, he would feel very stupid.

Like a well-fed little wolfhound.

Ji Heng frowned slightly, looking uncomfortable.

Yan Tong didn't wait for him to speak, and very consciously squatted down next to his master, and while infusing the warm and healing spiritual flow into his body, he gently massaged him.

After a while, Ji Heng's complexion got better.

There was still some inconspicuous flushing on his face, and his two small and delicate ears were also red. Ever since Yan Tong cleaned up for him just now, he has been awkwardly refusing to look at Yan Tong.

Yan Tong knew that he was thin-skinned, so he didn't force him, and he was happy in his heart.

If Ji Heng really wanted to treat him today... Yan Tong would probably still agree.

It's not just the decision he made just now, even now that he has calmed down, he still thinks so.

He not only has a profound love for Ji Heng that lasted for a hundred years, but also admiration and admiration for being a teacher and respecting him.

If Ji Heng is willing, he doesn't think there is anything shameful about it.

It's just...Thinking about that scene, Yan Tong still broke out in a cold sweat instinctively. He thought, it might take a long time to accept this matter.

Both physically and mentally.

But fortunately, Ji Heng didn't seem to have such an idea.

Yan Tong thought of what Ji Heng said just now, and made some bold guesses.

Whether it is a hundred years ago or a hundred years later, Ji Heng seems to have always been a little dull.

It's like... a natural deficiency in feelings.

If others give [-] points, he can understand that he is probably lucky. If he gives [-] points, he can vaguely figure out that there is no malice towards him.

Not only is he emotionally slow, but he is also extremely slow to understand his own inner feelings.

It seems that if all love wants to be conveyed to Ji Heng's heart, it needs to bypass the eighteen bends of the mountain road that come out of nowhere, including Ji Heng's own.

But fortunately, although it was a bit late, Ji Heng still understood Yan Tong's enthusiasm, as well as his own longing.

Combined with the bitterness of the past century, Yan Tong suddenly felt sorry for himself and his master back then.

If he had been braver back then, and clearly told Ji Heng his admiration, if Ji Heng had understood his heart earlier, wouldn't they have had to take so many detours?

What Ji Heng said just now, Yan Tong smacked back and forth in his heart several times now.

Finally, I found out a little something else.

Intense, possessive, completely surrounded and cared for, the ultimate, unreserved dedication.

Yan Tong is often troubled by Ji Heng's slowness, but why is Ji Heng not?

Therefore, Yan Tong speculates arbitrarily, maybe what Ji Heng really wants to express is that he hopes that he can do his best to make him feel that he is loved.

Only in this way can he break through the ubiquitous barriers in his heart, and when Yan Tong needs it, or when he needs it, he can hug Yan Tong without any burden or bitterness. and miss.

The more he understands Ji Heng's difficulties, the more Yan Tong loves him.

What kind of situation did such a person push himself into to reveal such strong feelings from the bottom of his heart?

His wholeheartedness even made him disregard his arrogance as an immortal and a teacher, and told Yan Tong that he liked his enthusiasm and liked being surrounded by such strong love.

He knows himself to be indifferent, and he has never bowed his head once in the secular world.

To Yan Tong alone, he is always approaching clumsily, expressing clumsily, loving and longing for love clumsily.

The ten directions are soft and mortal, and he only saw Yan Tong.

From then on, there is no redemption.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of giving Ji Heng a massage, Yan Tong stared at his side face openly.

The phoenix eyes were supposed to be deserted, but at this moment, because of the lingering aftertaste of enthusiasm, the corners of the eyes were a little pink, and the eyelashes drooped like cattail fans, looking gentle and lovely, even the contours were dyed by the gentle sunlight Down, much softer.

Ji Heng has changed a lot, but not much.

He is much clearer, but he still looks indifferent to most people.

As if... Yan Tong was just the lucky one who was lucky enough to part with most of his favorites.

Yan Tong couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth that kept turning upwards, he thought, look, my master just loves me so much.

Blatantly, for no reason.

Thinking about it, Yan Tong couldn't help but move a little closer to Ji Heng, then put his head on Ji Heng's shoulder, rubbed his side face like a big dog, and leaned softly next to Ji Heng's ear , with an infinite smile in his voice: "Master, I like you so much."

Ji Heng paused for a moment, then turned his head slightly to look at him, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Tong was silly like a fed little wolf dog, moved a little closer to Ji Heng, and successfully kissed the corner of Ji Heng's mouth.

Ji Heng smiled lightly, and he went up to kiss again.

Like a child, he never tires of playing his favorite game.

After a while, his big head that was occupied by his master finally got a little bit of emptiness, straightened his face, and asked Ji Heng with a slightly less majestic seriousness: "Master, I What is going on with this fairy soul in the body?"

The author has something to say: After seeing this, may I ask if you think this article is sweet or salty?To tell you the truth, my original intention was to write a sweet article...